Alone down a squalid back alley,
how I wish I could change and go back,
to the normal existence I once had,
away from my sordid world of heroin and smack.
With no money for a fix, I robbed an old girl,
her purse and her pension I stole,
as she lay on the ground, not a thought did I give,
to the pain I had caused in her soul.
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